Conjuring - Poem by Amelia Murray
Conjuring up yourself.
but the words are empty.
Being swallowed up by the unseen.
A smile always on your too willing lips.
A sparkle in your eyes,
it has more depth than the imagination.
Living in another reality.
Suffering from distant thoughts,
yet only hugs
and playfulness remain.
Trying to keep hold.
The past haunts you,
others don't see it.
Blinded by whats in front of them
Alone in a void.
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